"She's getting married, and she's only a teenager?!" Luo Qianqian was so angry she couldn't believe it.
No wonder that girl got into her car outside the village and kept giving her directions.
Once they reached the outside of the temple, she kept giving her directions, telling her to drive away.
It turned out that she wanted her to drive her away from here, but she never understood what she meant.
The Indian monk looked at the indignant Chinese girl and spoke calmly.
“This is a very common thing in India.”
Let alone getting married at this age, there are plenty of girls who have become mothers at this age.
"She doesn't want to get married at all. How can they force her like this? This is illegal, this is abuse and oppression..." Luo Qianqian trembled with anger.
Although she had heard in China that women in India had a low social status, she did not expect that life would be so difficult for girls in India.
“Indian law doesn’t cover this, so don’t interfere,” the Indian monk advised.
Luo Qianqian stared intently at the Indian monk. "Aren't you going to do anything about this?"
Aren't monks supposed to be compassionate?
Even Buddhism in India should be the same, right?
The Indian monk shook his head indifferently, "This is their family matter, and it is not appropriate for us to interfere."
Such things are commonplace in India, and no one cares about them, nor can they possibly manage them all.
Luo Qianqian gritted her teeth and, in a fit of anger, rushed out of the Shiva Temple and caught up with the group of Indian girls who had been taken away by their families.
Then, taking advantage of their inattention, they rescued the girl from them, and the two ran wildly along the muddy road to the car, where they locked the doors.
But at that moment, the car wouldn't start, so they couldn't leave. The girl's family and fiancé had already caught up with them.
Unable to open the car door, they started smashing the windows with sticks and stones.
With great difficulty, Luo Qianqian finally started the car, but the girl's family blocked the way in front of the car, not giving them any way to leave.
Luo Qianqian kept honking her horn, but the people blocking the car refused to leave and glared at them with hatred.
She didn't have the guts to run someone over with her car. During the standoff, the already flimsy car window was smashed, and someone forcibly opened the broken car door.
Luo Qianqian and the Indian girl were roughly dragged off the vehicle, tied up, and then put into a small truck.
She watched as the Indian girl, only fifteen or sixteen years old, was being held captive by her family and wept in despair. Today, she was being forced by her family to marry an Indian man more than ten years her senior.
She wanted to save her, to get her out of this hellish place, but she was powerless to do so.
At this moment, she regretted not bringing Yuan Meng with her.
If Sister Yuan Meng were here, none of this would be a problem. She herself wouldn't have been arrested, and the Indian girl wouldn't have been forced by her family to go back and get married.
Luo Qianqian was taken to a damp and dirty room, with two people watching at the door.
She didn't know where the Indian girl had been taken, but she quickly guessed from the noise outside that she had been forced by her family to marry that lewd old man.
A girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old was pushed into a pit of fire by her own relatives at the prime of her life, ruining her life.
She deeply regretted not taking the girl with her when she kept asking her to drive away.
If she hadn't insisted on going to the Shiva temple and had instead driven away with the girl, perhaps none of this would have happened.
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